I’m pretty sure we all know that anxiety is a normal side effect of being a control freak. Someone that needs the outside world to be ordered, structured and perfect before the inner self can relax.
Of course, you can’t structure chaos – which is what life is. You can’t predict what’s going to happen and stuff happens. It’s always going to happen, and it always will happen.
Anxiety taught me that patience really is a virtue.
I think it’s amusing that anybody with an anxiety disorder could be patient. There’s no patience or stillness in fear.
Even before my Agoraphobia and onset of terrible anxiety, I had little to no patience because of anxiety. If I was going to an examination for music, I would want it to be in the morning. I would want to be first. I would want to get the hell out of there as soon as possible.
But I’ve realised that patience is the antidote to anxiety.
By accepting patience (and practicing it) you can start to tolerate the moment.
Pretty soon some moments are actually kind of enjoyable.
What is patience?
Well, according to the Google Machine, patience is defined as;
the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, problems, or suffering without becoming annoyed or anxious
That’s why patience is such an important thing to learn – it’s not only the antidote but it’s the vaccine.
That’s why, when I was learning to overcome anxiety I avoided impatient people. To test my limits I’d let numerous people go ahead of me in line at the supermarket.
Anxiety needs to learn that there’s no rush.
There is no rush. There are no skipping steps. There’s just the moment. You can’t skip the moment.